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I Feed An Old Man - Friday Fictioneers

Fortunately, I could locate this shop and purchase the Louise-Vuitton shoes in time. I had another ten minutes to reach the venue of the interview. I looked at my reflection in the glass doorways. I looked smart. But out of the corner of my eyes, I also saw the old man. He looked like he hadn’t eaten for days. Something snapped inside me. I got several burgers packed in the shop nearby. I walked over to the man and handed him the parcel. I had probably lost a lifetime’s opportunity to become a CEO but my heart glowed with happiness.